Ye Ziling slowly grew accustomed to the intermittent stops and continuations. After allowing fear to enter her heart, nearly causing her to scream out for the sweet release of this trial, she began to systematically ground this fear to dust and convert it into motivation.
She hunkered down and began to sense the world around her, exerting wisps of spatial force to gather whatever she could. The feeling of her spatial force entering chaotic space, being dragged and converted into it, caused her several painful headaches that elicited a stifled groan. However, she gritted her teeth and persisted.
